Chasing Carrots vs Riding Chariots

There has been several works of literature affirming the link between dreams and reality, I would really hate to add to that  pool of thought but I think it is necessary to do so, given the fact, that I am processing a long time dream as we speak. There have been several waking moments when the dream would drive by in a car and bade me to give chase, or flash in the back of my mind in a mad game of “hide and think.”

There more aloof the dream the more brazen its attitude became. It was running around this world thinking that it was never meant for me to catch it. As if it’s main purpose in life was to prospect a barren heart for passion and then make a penthouse out of the abandon mine. As if it were a carrot that was fine and dandy on a string in front of my face while this stubborn jack ass kept the same pace. Not any more! While staring at this carrot and watching it swing as I walked I figured something out. THE JACK ASS HAS GOTTEN AN IDEA!!!!

1# I am going to walk as fast as I can

2# Then abruptly stop

3# This “dream carrots” reaction to the stop will be to swing away from my

4# And when it swings back the way the good Dr. Newton told me it would,

5# MUNCH!!

While a very younger ME was walking into a pool hall with an old friend, he pauses and refuses to go in with me because of my walk.  I was sure I had a slick strut. “What is wrong with the way I walk?” I inquired . He said,

Where am I

‘”You are walking like you have never been though anything.”

Walk on my people, the carrot is yours.